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... ds of his two top Taoist ancestors is still there. Just this, they have no qualifications to say that Chen Fei is not half!

  Because this is a real record,

   is also a real credit!

   At the same time, when Luo Chanyang heard Chen Fei's words, his face finally fluctuated! Immediately, he stared at Chen Fei, and said slowly.

   "Hehe, I didn't expect that I, Luo Chanyang, would be looked down upon one day..."

   "But just because you want Lord Shidi to show up ...

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